Monday, January 09, 2006

The Clash London Calling

Mice like cheese, cats like to chase mice and cold beer is nice on a hot day. This may be another controversial opinion but London Calling is very, very good album maybe one of the top five albums of all time. If you don't have it, go buy it. If you do have it, listen to it again and keep in mind that this album came out in 1979. If only everything aged so well. The Clash have been called a Punk band. I recognize the attitude but I never heard it. The Pistols' Never Mind the Bollocks is punk to me, London Calling is so much more. The lyrics to "Death or Glory", optimistic weltschmerz:

Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
Love ’n’ hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands
The hands that slap his kids around ’cause they don’t understand
How death or glory becomes just another story
How death or glory becomes just another story
’n’ every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock ’n’ roll
Grabs the mike to tell us he’ll die before he’s sold

How was I to know that I'd become a mortgage banker? In 1984 I thought I would move to LA to become a repo man and hang out with bunch of guys named after domestic beers, drive around in hooked cars and get in adventures. The Clash presciently warned me of my imminent domesticity. At least my sofa is comfortable.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

'Even me grandmother likes Wrong'em Boyo'